humble

I know you will
have none of this

but when
it comes
down
to it

a hurricane would
swirl the other way
to carry your steps
if you turned around

a butterfly
at the right place
and time would
flutter by
to graze the trace
of your passing glance

I know you will not
recognise

but if it comes to that
and down
to this

I will try
to explain

that clouds
who crowd the sun
don't understand
that an act of love
would instead
be parting

and sharing the sight
with sun and moon
sometimes

I know you will
have none of that

and that
is exactly why